The explanation was successful, yet there is another story to be shared. Irene found herself caught between her two men.
She stood there, devoid of clothing, reminiscent of her earliest days as an infant. Vixen and Vincent were also present. Neither of them knew exactly how they had found themselves in this predicament.
All that remains in their memory is the lingering image of their eyes locked in a gaze, long after the conversation had ended. Vixen and Vincent continued without hesitation. Five long years had passed since they last felt the tender touch of a woman.
Irene, the woman they would touch last. From this point forward, she is the sole woman they will stand by, cherishing their bodies until the very end.
Vixen and Vincent are their gattina’s slaves. Everything she desires, t
